66A Poem by Alfred Kukitzmy age
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Born in shadow unwinding my being From notes on a cord My rhythm sinking behind Yellow Submarine If I could find that shaded garden Worded somehow in catholic fashion I'd play my joy's soul betwixt on a fix and counter that shadow in a bout of twists. Then upon...................age 66 I could return to the kid that loved his fix. © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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